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As Mubashira pulled away from his embrace. Their eyes met, a wave of shame washed over her and she stepped back, her eyes wide in shock. Her head ached from crying and she ran from there.

She entered inside the room, closing the door, she leaned against it.

What the hell!!!!

She mumbled covering her face. Her heart ached and she heaved out a breath.

N...a na.... nahin....

Her voice trembled as she limped backwards. Her body shook with tremors and she sat on the floor. Her whole body was shivering and tears welled up in her eyes.

Main kamzoor pad gayi. Main kamzoor nahin padh sakti.

She mumbled. Her heart felt heavy for her to carry. Her breakdown replayed in her mind.

She gathered herself and stood up. Wiping the tears with the back of her palm, she walked forward and sat on the bed. She opened the drawer and took out a bottle of pills, she took out a pill and placed it on the table. She took the jug and filled the glass with water. She recited Bismillah under her breath and gulped the pill down her throat with water.

She sat on the bed comfortably and wrapped her arms around herself. She could still feel his woody scent lingering over herself and breathed. Soon her eyes fluttered close as she gave in to the tug of sleep.

On the other side.

Zaid,s heart felt heavy as Mubashira,s words sunk in.

Main thak gayi hoon Zaid. I'm tired

Ayra tum per haq jata sakti hai Zaid per main nahin?

Kyun Zaid main biwi hoon tumhari.

Kyunke main tumhe jeetna chahati thi. Apni ego ko satisfy kerna chahati thi.

But I ended up falling in love with you.

As the words sunk in, Zaid,s heart felt too heavy for him to carry. He couldn't help but tear up. The trembling and the raw vulnerability in her eyes and voice caught him off guard.

Shayad main hi MJ ko samajh nahin paya.

Zaid,s voice trembled with pain as he felt his eyes well up with tears.

A lump rose in his throat as her words rang in his ears. A sense of guilt and pain enveloped him. His heart seemed to get stuck in his throat. The sense of helplessness and guilt washed over him. He closed his eyes, the guilt settled heavily over his shoulders and he couldn't help but fall on the ground unable to bear the weight of her words. He felt his heart being stabbed by a sharp knife cutting through him making his heart bleed. His heart twisted rather painfully in his chest and he placed a hand on his heart to feel it beating against his palm. A wave of coldness swept over him and he closed his eyes, his lips parted slightly as he tried to let out the breath which was stuck in his throat.

His hands shivered as he raised them to pray, to seak forgiveness of the sin he had commited.

Yeh kya ho gaya mujhse ya ALLAH. Maine Mubashira ke sath nainsafi ker di. Mujhe maaf ker de maula.

As he continued to pray, tears made their way out of his eyes falling over his palms. He let out a trembling breath as the cool wind enveloped him but he seemed to care less murmuring prayers under his breath. The weight of Mubashira,s words pressed down heavily over his heart making it feel heavier then ever. Suddenly in a desperate attempt to find some peace and guidance, he stood up and hurried downstairs.

His prayer mat was cradled with care in his hand. He gently unrolled it on the floor.

As he continued his prayers with utter concentration, a sense of heaviness washed over him and later as he placed his head over the prayer mat, he found a glimmer of hope and light admist the uncertainty that hung over him like a dark heavy cloud.

The burden on his shoulders begin to lessen as he breathed out, a sigh of relief escaping him. As he raised his hands to pray. Tears welled up in his eyes as he felt a sense of calmness wash over him in warm waves.

As he murmured dua under his breath. His body shook with tremors. The pain in his heart continued to lessen. Tears streamed down his face. He couldn't help but cry out of argony and guilt as he desperately pleaded for guidance and forgiveness under his breath. Tears continued to roll down his cheeks.  His each tear seemed like a silent plea for forgiveness and guidance. With each tear that rolled down his eyes, each sob that tore through him, he was letting go of the hatred and denial he had possessed for Mubashira and allowed himself to embrace the truth with open arms. His longing for guidance came to an end as he ran his hands over his face. A sense of comfort and peace washed over him. He stood up and rolled the prayer mat and kept it back safely to it's place.
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Zaid walked towards Mubashira,s room.

Zaid.

Ayra called him out. Zaid sighed and turned to face her.

kya hua Ayra?

Zaid asked blinking his eyes.

Kahan ja rahe ho?

Ayra asked coming forward. She touched his arm softly.

Apni biwi ke paas.

Zaid said softly.

Haan toh chalo na.

Ayra said holding his arm and took a step forward.

Ayra.

Zaid called out tiredly and stepped backwards.

Main Mubashira ke paas ja raha hoon.

He said softly and was about to go but stopped hearing Ayra.

Kyun?

Ayra asked the dumbest question.

Zaid rolled his eyes and sighed.

He turned and replied

Biwi hai woh meri.

With that he walked inside Mubashira,s room.

As he entered inside and closed the door.

His lips curved into a gentle smile as he watched her sleeping with her head burried in her knees.

He walked towards her with soft steps. His feet barely making a sound on the floor.

He gently held her careful enough to not to wake her up. He made her lay on the bed. His hand cupped her head, fingers sinking into her soft velvety hair. He sat besides her on the stool and watched her. Her otherwise fair complexion seemed to appear in the color of warm honey absorbing the light from the bedside lamp giving her skin an ethereal glow. Her beautiful striking ever so expressive eyes were currently hidden behind her dark, long lashes. When she opened them and looked at him, he always found them bright and wide, shining with tenderness and love for him in their depths. Her hair tumbled on the pillows, long, shiny and dark like an endless night sky. He couldn't help but notice the slight smile on her face as if she was lost in a dream and his heart skipped several beats as he remembered the times she smiled at him.

Anything for you

Tumse kon mang raha hai? Main kar rahi hoon, balki ho rahi hai, balki ho gayi hai.

Lagta hai ab mujhe bhi Barish se mohabbat kerni padegi.

I love you Zaid.

As the moments flashed across his mind, her words ringing in his ears on loop. He stood up and walked towards the other side of bed. He sat on the bed comfortably and watched her. He reached out, with a blend of uncertainty and courage, he held her hand gently. He looked at her for any signs of discomfort or any shift but got none. He stroked the back of her palm tenderly and smiled at her, marveling the softness of her skin against his rough fingers. The corner of his eyes crinkled as he continued to stroke the back of her palm.

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